Shadows
My shadows are with me both day and night
You will never see them, for they are not for your sight
They are from the memories that lie in the back of my head
That only come to the fore when it’s time for my bed
I can hear the voices of those long since gone
No matter where I go, they will travel along
They mean me no harm, they are both gentle and kind
Even though they’re all gone, they’re still alive in my mind
© Peter Southern
My shadows are with me both day and night
You will never see them, for they are not for your sight
They are from the memories that lie in the back of my head
That only come to the fore when it’s time for my bed
I can hear the voices of those long since gone
No matter where I go, they will travel along
They mean me no harm, they are both gentle and kind
Even though they’re all gone, they’re still alive in my mind
© Peter Southern